Archive for August, 2008

Leo wrote

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

I was alone today.

Daisy was gone.

I did not play.

I did not run.

I did not have fun.

I waited all day for Daisy to come home.

I miss Daisy.

Daisy’s day

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

I am tired.

I went to the Vet.

She made me sleep.

She cleaned my teeth.

I woke up.

I want to go home.

I spent all day at the Vet.

I miss Leo.

Leo says

Monday, August 18th, 2008

I got hurt.

I hurt my leg.

I went to the vet.

The vet said I could not run.

The vet said I could not play.

The vet said I could not jump.

I can not go to class in the barn.

I cannot run and jump in the barn.

I can not go outside.

I can not have fun.

I am not happy.

Daisy speaks

Monday, August 18th, 2008

It is hot.

It is very hot for a dog.

We got an air conditioner for the bedroom.

I can sleep on the bed and be cold.

I like to be cold.

Leo was not a good boy.

Leo jumped at the fence and hurt his leg.

Now Leo cannot go to class.

Leo can not go to dog park.

Leo was not a good boy.

Leo blogs

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008

Daisy and I went to a park.

It had tall trees.

The trees were green.

We met Steve’s work friends.

They threw frisbees.

I did not get to chase them.

I had to be on my leash.

I did get some food.

I had fun.

Daisy did too.

Now we are hot.

Now we are hot and tired.

Daisy writes

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008

We went to a park.

We went to a park after Steve got home.

We went to a park in Portland.

It was a long drive.

We saw big trees.

We did not see squirrels.

We got some food.

We got to meet Steve’s friends.

Some of them like dogs.

I had fun. I am sleepy now.

Leo writes

Monday, August 11th, 2008

I had class tonight.

I had class in the barn.

We had five dogs in the barn.

I see a black and white dog.

I watch him.

He is big.

I watch him a lot.

I do not know if he is a good dog.

He is quiet. He sits very still.

He thinks he is a good dog.

I am a good dog.

I am a nice dog.

I will keep looking at the big dog.

Daisy blogs

Monday, August 11th, 2008

Leo had class tonight.

I had to sit in the truck.

I bark. I bark loud.

No one comes out of the barn to play.

I want to go in the barn.

I want to run in the barn.

I want to jump in the barn.

Soon I will go to class in the field.

I will go in two days.

I get to smell the grass.

I get to follow the smells.

I get lots of treats.

I like treats.

I like lots of treats.

Leo writes

Sunday, August 10th, 2008

Saturday and Sunday were loud.

There was an air show.

Jets flew by the house.

They made loud noises.

They made very loud noises.

I got scared.

I sat under the table.

I sat next to Steve.

I do not like loud jets.

Baggings the dog visited.

He was good.

He was not scared of the jets.

Daisy was not scared.

I will be brave next time.

Daisy blogs

Sunday, August 10th, 2008

This has been a loud weekend.

Jets flew over my house.

Leo got scared.

I was a brave dog.

I did not get scared.

I told Leo it was ok.

I told Leo I would not let the planes hurt him.